Page 36 of Pour Timing

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Chapter18

Kylie

Is this what a second chance feels like?

We pull into his driveway and I ask, “Where’s Liam?”

“He's having a sleepover at Grandma and Pop’s tonight. Apparently they’ve been playing matchmaker and once Liam told my mom I was taking you out, she volunteered for him to spend the night at her house.”

“Remind me to thank Kathleen tomorrow.” He snickers at my answer as we climb out of the car and head up the front walk. Opening his front door and walking in feels like a shift in my future but a revisit of the past all at the same time. I’m overwhelmed with feelings and before he can even shut the door, I’m kissing him.

“You said you were glad my choices were few. Matt, you have to know, you were always my first choice.”

His hands cup my face, thumbs stroking my cheeks, and I lean into them. “I missed you, Kylie. So much.”

“Show me how much.”

He takes my hand, leading me down the hall to his bedroom. I enter, kicking off my heels and looking around, taking it all in. It’s minimal. A few boxes are still waiting to be unpacked. The wood floor is cool to step on and the dark gray bedspread looks super soft. I come to a stop in front of the window. And I feel …

“Are you okay?”

“Nervous.” I turn to face him as he kicks his shoes off and sits on the edge of the bed, watching me.

“Why are you nervous?” He outstretches his hand to me and I move toward him without thinking. “You've already seen me naked.”

I close my eyes and let out a laugh. “I’m not sure. I just feel like this…” My words trail off because I’m not really sure what I feel.

“This is going to be the best night of your life?”

I laugh and step between his legs. He takes my hands, wrapping them behind my back, and pulls me in closer. I dip my head and kiss the tip of his nose.

“Are you afraid you’re going to choke on my dick?”

“Matt!” I laugh and try to pull my hands away but he holds me tighter, leaning forward to nip at my ribcage. He drops his hands below my butt and lifts, tossing me on my back on the bed. My breath is stolen and he captures my lips before drifting down the front of me.

“This fucking skirt has been driving me insane all night.” He lifts it, exposing my panties, and I writhe on the bed at the anticipation. Everything about being with Matt is manly. I love his take-charge attitude. He knows how to give me what I need.

He lifts my leg in the air, biting and tasting all the way down to my pussy, his hair tickling my thighs. I bend my knees, capturing his head between them as he delves deep. Pulling my panties to the side, he licks right up my middle.

“Matt!” I cry out.

“Oh fuck.”

“What?”

“You’re so wet. I forgot how you used to gush for me.”

“Matt!” I yell again, covering my face with my hands.

“What?” He chuckles and pulls at my hands.

“Don’t say that.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know.” I laugh nervously. “I never knew you to have a dirty mouth.”

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